Thursday, May 14, 2009

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes.

That title is misleading. I would like for there to be some ch-ch-ch-ch-changes, but no luck. Yet.

Eight years ago today I took a job working at GST for my parents. I promised them and Thomas that it would be short term and we would only stay for a maximum of two years. HA! I started out in the shop - I remember my Dad telling me I had to work my way up and start by getting my hands dirty. Apparently, this was only a requirement for his youngest child. My first 6 months in particular were spent wrapping pallets, driving forklifts, coming home sweaty and gross on some days and being immersed into a culture that was a far cry from the ultra political scene of the Campus Life office at ACU. Not that I didn't like ACU, but most of you know that working there really tainted my overall view of the university. That is another story for another day.

Anyway, so I started in the Shipping Department and then I worked my way into Purchasing, then Customer Service, then Accounts Payable, then Office Manager and now I am Corporate Controller. In the last eight years, my sister has come on officially full-time (after working on a part-time, but really more than that basis for many years), my brother came on and slid right into a VP role and we have expanded to three facilities. Thomas came on five years ago. In other words, what was once really just Dad, Mom and me (and Tonya on the fringe, but knowing a lot of the people and knowing what is going on) is now all of us. It is an interesting dynamic.

All of that to say - eight years is a long time. I really want to go on a nice, relaxing vacation.

3 comments:

Unknown said...

I think you should schedule yourself and Thomas a vacay since you know the owner and the VP pretty well. That is what I would do. Actually if I worked in a family business you would find me at Target checking emails from the rest of them occasionally, which is why no one in my family will hire me. :)

Tami said...

LOL! You know - I need to clarify. Tonya and Trey were the janitors for quite some time as a side job. They got their hands dirty like no one else.

TriSara said...

I didn't think you blogged anymore, but as you can see, I still check it!

8 years, wow. You know I have unofficially worked for Numed since I was in the 5th grade (my mom was the cleaning lady but she pawned it off to me and kara and paid us PART of what she was paid to do it.) genious